Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Reverse Culture Shock...

Every mission trip I have been on has been around 8-10 days. Enough time to get used to the culture I immerse myself in. Enough time to get used to the food and making friends with the local people, staff and my heart stolen by a child we worked with.

Often times, I dont even recognize I miss someone from the area we have worked in. This trip however, I was hit hard, my heart was moved and captured by one little girl living in the all girls orphanage of Sacred Heart of Mary. She had a beautiful smile, brown eyes, and her hair done up in three pony tails. I loved watching her and sat next to her and our translator Luis when she was making her picture frame with her glued down with glittery red foam letters. She was quiet.
I didnt watch her blow her bubbles but I got to see the many pictures of her that Scott and Linda took of her.

When I packed for the trip I put in my usual wardrobe of four skirts and two pairs of pants, along with other needed apparel I would use. The night before leaving I had decided that maybe I put too much in my suitcase and it would weigh too much! Anyway, after arriving in Leon I was going through my suitcase and notice the grave error that I had made in making my suitcase a bit lighter, I packed only two dresses I could really wear the third one being something to wear when we got to managua. I had packed the two pair of pants. My intention was to take the skirts and leave just one pair of pants in my suitcase. Luckily laundry was done while we were there!

When I got back home from Nicaragua it was interesting having my full wardrobe to wear again, but I found on Tuesday morning it was too much to go through and find something to wear to work! Yikes. I just didnt feel like making any decision, it was too much. So thank goodness I own a pair of black pants and brightly colored shirts and sweaters. I was set to go once I found the pants and a shirt to wear. No decision any longer.

I found being a passenger in my husbands car on the way home from Detroit Metro a bit overwhelming as we were headed home. All these lanes of cars! wow. In Nicaragua the freeway was a two lane road all the way from Managua to Leon. Nothing like here in the U.S. where all the main freeways are two or four lanes on each side!

The biggest thing for me was having to start cooking again, cleaning house and running errands.
I didnt do this the whole time we were gone. I gave no thought to it as our meals were prepared, our clothing and towels were laundered for us. We did not have anything to think about other than the ministry we were planning! :)

It is February 11, and I am still feeling the readjustment.

We went to church twice on Sunday while in Leon. Then we also had two Bible studies we led during the week we were there. All the services and Bible studies we had praise and worship for nearly a half hour. All the music was loud and lively and beautiful. People sang with passion to God. I TRULY so miss that. Being among these brothers and sisters worshipping was so wonderful. I can only imagine what God hears when we praise and worship him in music. Worshipping in different countries gives me a taste of what it might be like for God!



At the left is a wanted poster. Mr. Frog seemed to not have made it back from Leon. I wonder what his adventures are like? I wonder if some little child has been enjoying Mr.Frog's rendition of "On the Road Again" as that is his favorite song to sing!

Thank you all who helped send out team to Leon. It was a very sweet time. I enjoy thinking about the time we spent there ministering, encouraging and answering many peoples prayers.

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